Page 301: Current Addiction (Part 18)

The National

Heavenfaced

Pink Rabbits

Some random opinion: this is a perfect companion for The Book of Bunny Suicides

Page 142: Anyway

Obviously, when it comes to forgetting bad memories, i'm a lousy one. Some wounds are healed; I don’t feel the physical pain anymore if I take a look at those scars, but still, those scars contains the memory of ache in it, a memory that fast asleep in the repository somewhere back in my head. And it bugged the hell outta me. I think that has been keeping me uncomfortably piqued since last week; to suddenly reminisce about it.

I know people tend to wish they could turn back the time when they realized something bad happened in the past. Wish they could do something better and change their own history, their mistakes, their imbecility. Cliché. But in this circumstances, I wish I posses the power of the observer in Fringe. Only his power, not his bald head :p.

Anyway...

Page 106: Sometimes... (Part 11)

Don't have a clue who wrote that.

It goes viral, I think

But i agree completely. 

So, goodbye, some side of you.

This time for real.

For good.

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random companions which stuck in my playlist and their lyrics stuck in my head lately:

Thom Yorke - Analyse

"There's no spark
You've no light in the dark"

Jirapah - Alexander
"your hands were not made to palm the stars"

Beck - Modern Guilt

"And I'm falling out of the conversation
And I'm a pawn piece in a human shield"

The National - Start A War

"We expected something
Something better than before
We expected something more"

Cat Power - The Greatest

"Once I wanted to be the greatest
Two fists of solid rock
With brains that could explain
Any feeling"

Interpol - Obstacle 1

"And you go stabbing yourself in the neck
We can find new ways of living make playing only logical harm
And we can top the old times, clay-making that nothing else will change."

Interpol - Slow Hands
"Yeah but nobody searches
Nobody cares somehow
When the loving that you've wasted
Comes raining from a hapless cloud
And I might stop and look upon your face
Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze
See the living that surrounds me
Dissipate in a violet place

Can't you see what you've done to my heart
And soul?
This is a wasteland now"


Interpol - C'mere
"And so may, we make time
Try to find somebody else
This place is mine"

Page 83: Alright? Alright!

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"So worry not
All things are well
We'll be alright

We have our looks and perfume"*

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yes, we will be... 

we will!

:)

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*from the national - apartment story

Page 78: Current Addiction (part 4)

The National – Boxer

Especially;

"Fake Empire"

"Guest Room"

 

"Mistaken For Strangers"

 

The National – High Violet

Especially;

 "Anyone's Ghost"

 

"Sorrow"